What was supposed to be a great day started out terrible. The family and I were taking a day trip to see my kids and have a little birthday party for my daughter and my niece. I could not sleep the night before, so I woke up in not the best of moods. It took at 30 minutes to get the cars loaded up and finally get everyone in and on the road, I was very frustrated b/c now we were running late. Went to pick up my son that lives here in town and walked in his house and the state of the house sent me overboard. More on that later. So we go to get gas and this very unruly guy starts yelling at my dad saying we took his pump and we were about to have some problems, me already being in a bad mood jumps out of car and starts yelling back. He then pulls his fist back and acts like he is about to hit me, I just stood there, he said "oh I just wanted to see what you would do" After some words back and forth he finally walks away. On the road we go, finally. After an hour and a half drive we arrive and of course my ex-husband (1st) is there with his girlfriend and her kid. It is in the papers he is not to be there when I visit the kids, but he choses to ignore that and tortures me with his presence. So I try to ignore them through out the day and try not to pay attention to his girlfriend who keeps calling my daughter over to her. I did enjoy my visit with the kids and as always cherish every second of it.  The ride home was uneventful. When we got to my son's house, his father is ex #2, he wanted me to stay and watch a movie so I went in and the state of the house again sends me overboard, only this time I have time to bitch about. I must say I was very mean and rude to his father, but my goodness how hard is it to throw stuff away. So pretty much all night we are going back and forth about how I think he is not doing a good job with our son, he does not feed him right , can't keep the house in half way decent order and the whole thing just pisses me off. So what was supposes to be a good day, I was in a bad mood for most of it and could not let the little things go. I took 2 Valium thinking it would calm me down a little but nothing. I don't know how to positives out of negatives. My son told me I am to blessed to be stressed, my response I am far from blessed.